My Hot Enemy's
Part 62's
“Gosh ... spoiled once, just eat for feed,” taunted Alceena. However, it was still hand-picked the plate containing the pasta that had been thrust at him.
“Not spoiled, but is looking for your attention,” rebut Darush straighten. He moved the seat to be near his woman to be more easily fed.
“OK, well, Mr. Dominique's son this one is looking to be pampered turns out.” Alceena grabbed the fork and picked up the paste, reaching out the hand that carried the food to the front of Dariush's mouth. “Come my son, open his mouth wide,” his joke means to mock if at this time Dariush is like a child.
“Not my son, my husband,” protested Dariush, he devoured food fed by Alceena and chewed slowly.
“We are husband and wife?” Alceena raised her eyebrows while her hand picked up some more food.
“No, but if you want, I can make it happen soon.” Dariush spoke very casually, like he had no burdens. He shifted the chair until it stuck with the woman. The hand suddenly grabbed Alceena's hip. “Tomorrow I'm ready to marry you if you're willing to be my wife,” whispered in the ears of the second son of the Pattinson family.
Alceena immediately shook her head. “No, thanks for the offer. I'm not ready to get married.” He immediately refused at that moment. Besides thinking about Cathleen's feelings, Alceena also has no love for Dariush. All this closeness is only for the sake of the fetus in the womb so as not to hurt him.
“Tell me if you're ready, your son needs Daddy when he's born, and I'm the right choice,” pinta Dariush. His hand was complaining to Alceena's head, anchoring a kiss on the woman's temple.
Alceena did not respond to the remarks. He put food into Dariush's mouth again. “Come, spend the meal first.”
Dariush chuckled as he ruffled Alceena's hair. “You now often look wrong if you are with me.” Godanya with eyebrows that go up and down.
Alceena pinched the arm of Dariush who had returned to a rancid look with her. “Not wrong, but I'm awkward. I used to avoid you, and hate you so much. Now suddenly my son wants near my own enemy.” He tried to explain the situation at hand.
Alceena ruffled Dariush's hair in a fit of anxiety. “He can't hear you.”
Dariush slightly raised his body until his face sat with Alceena. However, the hand still stroked the woman's stomach. “But he can feel my presence.” A typical dariush smile adorns his handsome face.
“True too,” muttered Alceena spontaneously. His son did know if he was near Dariush because every distance, must make his stomach often cramp or nausea. But, when looking at and near the man, it automatically heals itself.
“Well, that's a sign that your son is smart to choose his future Daddy,” kelakar Dariush while ruffling Alceena's hair.
Alceena throws lips. “Confidence once.” A small pinch was placed on Dariush's stomach. He returned to feed Mr Dominique's second child until it ran out.
Dariush smiled with a happy smile. Finally, after such a long time, he was able to get this close to his lady puja. ‘All thanks to my son,’ he said inwardly.
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